Thursday, July 6, 2017

Dorothy Skiles & Marlene Hitt, Saturday, 22 July 2017, Montrose - and Parade Photos with Pam

Due to an exhibition being held at Bolton Hall Museum, Village Poets' July meeting has been moved to nearby Montrose where the Library will present Dorothy Skiles and Marlene Hitt, in a double feature of Village Poets. The flyer for the event was produced by the Montrose Library, located at 2465 Honolulu Avenue, Montrose where the Village Poets reading will start at 3 p.m. on Saturday, July 22, 2017.  Two segments of open mike will also be available for those who wish to read their poems. See you all there!

Over the last eighteen years, Dorothy has been involved in the local poetry scene and her poems have appeared in a variety of community publications. She served as Poet Laureate of Sunland-Tujunga from 2012 to 2014 and since 2010, has been a member of the Village Poets of Sunland-TujungaPlanning Group who sponsor a well-established Monthly Poetry Series in the foothills.

Her chapbooks include:The Sidewalk Gallery (1979), Ear to Earth (1996), Spine Flower Blues (1999) - a collaborative work by the Chuparosa Writers, and Riddle in the Rain (2003) –a collaborative work with Marlene Hitt.

Dorothy Skiles and Joe DeCenzo at the Parade 2014

Dorothy’s poems appear in Meditation on Divine Names, edited by Maja Trochimczyk, Moonrise Press 2012, and From Benicia With Love, Edited by Don Peery, Accent Digital Publishing, Redding CA 2013. In July 2015, she was featured in Colorado in Pasadena, Mapping the Artist - Dorothy Skiles by Kathabela Wilson.Her poems also appear in the Altadena Poetry Review - Anthology 2016, edited by Thelma T. Reyna, Golden Foothill Press,2016. Most recently, her poems were published in the Altadena Poetry Review -  Anthology 2017, edited by Elline Lipkin and Pauli Dutton, Altadena Library District, 2017.

Marlene and Lloyd Hitt, Grand Marshalls of the Independence Day Parade, 2017.

Marlene Hitt is a Los Angeles poet, writer and retired educator with local history as an avocation. She has served for many years as Archivist, Museum Director and Historian at the Bolton Hall Museum in Tujunga. She is a native Californian and a graduate of Occidental College. She also studied at CSUN, USC, UCLA, Glendale College and Trinity College in Ireland. As a member of the Chupa Rosa Writers of Sunland for nearly 30 years, she has worked with this small group of poets from whom has sprung readings at the local library, the Poet Laureate Program of Sunland-Tujunga, and the currently popular Village Poets. Her poetry received several first place prizes in annual competitions of the Women’s Club, San Fernando Valley, and many awards from the John Steven McGroarty Chapter of the California Chaparral Poets. Congressman Adam Schiff declared Marlene Hitt to be the Woman of the Year 2016 and her name was entered into the Congressional Record.

Her work appeared in Psychopoetica (UK), Chupa Rosa Diaries of the Chupa Rosa Writers, Sunland (2001-2003), Glendale College’s Eclipse anthologies, two Moonrise Press anthologies, Chopin With Cherries (2010) and Meditations on Divine Names (2012),Sometimes in the Open, a collection of verse by California Poets Laureate, and The Coiled Serpent, anthology of Los Angeles poets, edited by Poet Laureate, Luis Rodriguez (2016). She published chapbooks Sad with Cinnamon, Mint Leaves, and Bent Grass (all in 2001), as well as Riddle in the Rain with Dorothy Skiles, a stack of poetry booklets for friends and family, and most recently a critically acclaimed poetry volume, Clocks and Water Drops (Moonrise Press, 2015). 

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Please, come home.
Walk into the door of the kitchen
where stew and wheaten bread
steam, where a fire warms.
Your father will tune the strings,
unwrap the bohdran.
I will uncover the harp.
The stew will simmer.
With hands wiped on my apron
I will open my arms
to you, my firstborn child
so long traveling. Your sisters 
will dance. The old ones will smile
through brown, gapped teeth,
will smile blue into your eyes.
Wrapped around you, the old songs,
the scent of turf fire, the smell
of our own wool and you will sing.
While you sleep
I will wrap around you a woven shawl
to shield you. Please come home
to bleating lambs,
to the resting place of love.

Marlene Hitt, published in Clocks and Water Drops (2015)  


That old threadbare word – love
flows in a fabric patterned
with shades of crimson colors,
whispers of mauve and the yellow of dry sun.
Chopin wove love into the air,
Monet stroked it onto canvas.

That word so often patched
nearly falls apart, its meaning frayed –
until a newborn cries 
or a daughter becomes a bride,
until the lace of fifty years together
fully knits. Love unravels
until a friend perceives and cherishes,
until there is an ear ready to listen, 
a shoulder to cry on. Love is repaired
with the consecration of all the threads.

Then, there is delight in love’s stitching,
the worn word renewed
into the One Love.

Marlene Hitt, published in Clocks and Water Drops, 2015


Marlene  and Lloyd Hitt were Grand Marshalls. Photo by Bill Skiles.

Pam Shea, Poet Laureate was the Star!

The Poets had a banner, carried by Spiderman and Auntie Sam.

The team is getting ready, minus the photographer and driver.

The hood was covered in stars, stripes and flowers.

Everyone wore their stars and stripes...

The Poet Laureate dressed up as Betsy Ross.

Joe DeCenzo was the driver and had lots of fun! 

The car of poets drove on...

Having fun in the sun! With stars all over (Maja)

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